In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

"Xing Tian, ​​I just came out of seclusion today and heard about the Wu clan."

"I came here specially to take a look, and to be honest, it's not very good."

Furukawa looked at Xingtian and said.

Hearing what Guchuan said, the joy on Xing Tian's face instantly disappeared and turned gloomy.

"Do you also think I did something wrong?"

Xing Tian suppressed the anger in his heart and questioned. He didn't think he had done anything wrong. This was how the Wu Clan had gotten through the past. Without their former strength, the Wu Clan wouldn't have the splendor of the Wu clan ruling the land today.

Over the past thousand years, many people in the witch clan have complained about him, and even several great witches have openly stood up to oppose him, but they were all defeated by him.

Xing Tian was already tired of hearing these doubts.

But today, Xing Tian couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He thought Guchuan would understand him, but he didn't expect that the first thing Guchuan did after coming out of seclusion was to oppose him.

Guchuan saw the suppressed anger in Xingtian at this time, but he still planned to continue speaking. This matter concerned the development of an ethnic group and he absolutely could not let it go.

"Xing Tian, ​​you have to understand that the existence of a tribe is to protect its members, not to enforce the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak."

"The strong take all. This is external, not internal."

"If the purpose of a tribe's existence is to allow the strong within the tribe to better oppress the weak, then such a tribe is better off not existing."

"According to your philosophy, there's no need for the ancient witches to protect us. We are also weak to them."

Guchuan said a lot of things earnestly, trying to persuade Xing Tian not to be so extreme.

But Xing Tian was not impressed by Gu Chuan's words, and even felt a little disgusted.

"You're talking nonsense! I've fought for the Wu Clan for so many years, and I understand only one truth: the strong prevail!"

"The Wu Clan was born from blood and war. Weak is not a word that belongs to the Wu Clan!"

After Xing Tian finished speaking, he waved his hand and a big axe appeared in his hand. This was actually an innate spiritual treasure, even higher in grade than Guchuan's Panlong Spear. It was an innate mid-grade spiritual treasure.

"The Wu Clan never expresses their opinions through words, but through fighting. If you can defeat me, I will submit to you."

Xing Tian said coldly.

Seeing this, Furukawa shook his head. This guy is really stupid. Well, since he doesn't listen, he has no choice but to take action.

As soon as he thought of this, Guchuan raised his hand and the Panlong Spear appeared in his hand.

"war!"

The two great witches shouted loudly and flew away. This was inside the tribe, and next to it was the witch clan's holy land, so they couldn't fight here.

A moment later, a huge resonance sound was heard, shaking the entire Buzhou area. Within a million miles, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was surging.

This is a duel between two top wizards, and also a competition for the strongest person in the realm of Honghuang Daluo Jinxian.

"Clang!"

When the axe and the spear collided, a sharp explosion sounded, causing the surrounding space to tremble continuously, and there was a tendency for it to break, but under the influence of heaven and earth, it quickly healed.

The spatial intensity of the prehistoric world far exceeds that of other worlds. It can easily crush the Golden Immortals of the Middle Thousand Worlds. However, in the prehistoric world, even breaking the space is difficult.

This is because the Heavenly Dao is watching over the ancient world.

And below the Heavenly Dao is the Demon Court, which is located at the thirty-third heaven.

"What's going on in the underworld? Why are people suddenly fighting?"

In Lingxiao Palace, Emperor Jun frowned as he was listening to his ministers report on the current situation of the demon clan.

Although the two people fighting were Golden Immortals, the power they displayed already had the power of a quasi-saint.

Nowadays, quasi-saints are not allowed to take action in the prehistoric world, and the Golden Immortal is the decisive force in determining the allocation of territory and resources. Therefore, Di Jun has to pay attention.

In the past, he would not even look at her because she was just a Golden Immortal.

"Your Majesty, it seems to be the direction of Mount Buzhou."

Bai Ze stood up and said respectfully.

After a thousand years of recuperation, his injuries had long since healed. However, the true form of Pangu summoned by Guchuan and others was too terrifying. He still felt a lingering fear when he thought about it now.

"Buzhou Mountain? Isn't that the Wu Clan's territory? The Demon Clan shouldn't have any plans to attack Buzhou Mountain recently. Let's go check what's going on."

Di Jun waved his hand and arranged for people to go down and investigate.

After a while, the demon tribe that had been investigating returned and reported the situation truthfully.

"Your Majesty, it seems that two great witches of the Wu Clan are fighting. One of them is the current leader of the Wu Clan, Xing Tian."

Hearing this, Di Jun frowned. He knew that Xing Tian was the war god of the witch clan and had the potential to become the ancestor witch.

Even if we look at the entire prehistoric world, there is almost no one at the level of Daluo Jinxian who can defeat Xingtian.

Who in the Wu clan has the ability to fight Xing Tian and not lose?

Xing Tian has the potential to become the ancestor of witches. Doesn’t this great witch who can fight Xing Tian to a standstill also have the potential to become the ancestor of witches?

The twelve ancestor witches are already terrifying enough. If two more ancestor witches come, the demon clan will be finished.

"Could it be Hou Yi?"

Di Jun suddenly thought of another great wizard of the Wu clan. Di Jun also had some impression of Houyi. He had extraordinary archery skills and was good at dealing with people, much better than those barbarians of the Wu clan.

But then, Di Jun shook his head again. It should be impossible for Houyi. Although his archery skills were good, they were still not up to par.

Di Jun thought about other famous witches in the witch clan.

Kuafu? No! He's strong in physical skills, but lacks endurance.

Feng Bo? No! My realm is not high enough.

Rain Master? No! His realm is not even as high as Wind Master.

Just as Di Jun was wondering which great witch of the Wu clan had such power, Bai Ze's voice suddenly rang out:

"Your Majesty, I know who that person is."

Hearing Bai Ze's words, Di Jun immediately became alert and asked:

"who is it?"

"Furukawa."

Bai Ze spoke with a somewhat helpless look on his face. He actually didn't want to mention the name Guchuan in advance.

What happened back then left him with a deep psychological trauma. Whenever he thought about it now, Bai Ze felt a dull pain in his chest. That was the place where he was pierced by the Panlong Spear.

"Furukawa?"

When Di Jun heard Guchuan's name, he was stunned for a moment, then he realized who Guchuan was.

Many years ago, Gu Chuan suddenly appeared and gave advice to the Wu clan, helping them defeat the demon clan many times.

Later, he used the strength of a Daluo Jinxian to plan the Battle of the North Sea and the Battle of the Demon Court.

The Demon Court, the Witch Clan, the Sea of ​​Blood, the Queen Wa Palace, and many other forces were involved.

Even the quasi-saint was fooled.

Di Jun now thought of Kunpeng's death, and the anger he felt when he returned to the Demon Court and found it in ruins after the truce with the Ancestral Witch. He still felt a little uncomfortable with this.

"Isn't he dead? Why did he suddenly appear again?"

Di Jun stroked his chest gently to calm the anger in his heart, then looked at Bai Ze and asked.

When Bai Ze heard Di Jun's question, his face looked a little bitter.

After the battle in the Demon Court, the Ancestral Witch retired and had to choose a manager.

At that time, everyone in the prehistoric world thought it would be Guchuan, but who knew it would be Xingtian.

At that time, besides the Wu Clan, there were other forces and masters with great magical powers. No matter how hard I thought about it, I couldn't understand why Xing Tian had such power?

Later there were rumors that after Furukawa returned, he was seriously injured and died.

No one believed this news at first, but later the witch clan suffered successive defeats against the demon clan and were fooled by the demon clan's schemes.

From that time on, the news of Furukawa's death was assumed to be true by most people who were not in the know.

Who would have thought that Furukawa would run out alive and kicking again.

Even become so strong.

"Your Majesty, this boy may be a serious threat to our demon clan. I hope you can make a decision soon."

Bai Ze spoke again. He had always been extremely wary of Guchuan.

In the past, Gu Chuan was only intelligent, but now he has become powerful as well, and the threat he poses to the demon race is far greater than that of Xing Tian.

Di Jun glanced at Bai Ze, who looked serious, rubbed his brows, and said:

"I understand, don't worry."

"The most urgent task now is to deal with the corpse tide of the Wu Clan."

Upon hearing this, Di Jun called out the corpse tide in advance, and the monsters in Lingxiao Palace all frowned.

Today's witch clan has raised billions of zombies. These billions of zombies are fearless and will even self-destruct when they meet each other.

With such a large number, even Taiyi Jinxian couldn't handle it.

When the Daluo Jinxian wanted to take action, he was stopped by the great witch of the witch clan and the Daluo Jinxian of the zombie clan.

They could only watch as the demon soldiers were overwhelmed by the tide of zombies, and then turned into new zombies, growing the tide of zombies again.

Di Jun looked around and found that the monsters all looked unhappy. He coughed lightly and said:

"I have been using the Hetu and Luoshu to deduce for many days and have come up with a solution."

"Once that treasure is refined, this mere corpse tide can be dealt with in a wave of the hand. The witch clan will be defeated!"

Hearing Di Jun's words, the demons were delighted, bowed to Di Jun, and said:

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"